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WANTED, A MALE COOK. 


An Original JTarce* 



BY THE AUTHOR OF 


‘‘Better tnan Gold,” “Our Folks,” “The Flower of the Family,” “En¬ 
listed for the War,” “ My Brother’s Keeper,” “The Little B.own Jug,” 
“Above the Clouds,” “One Hundred Years Ago,” “Among the Breakers,” 
“Bread on the Waters,” “Down by the Sea,” “Once on a Time,” “ The 
Last Loaf,” “Stand by the Flag,” “The Tempter,” “A Mysterious Dis¬ 
appearance,” “Paddle Your Own Canoe,” “A Drop too Much,” “A Little 
More Cider,” “A Thorn Among the Roses,” “Never Say Die,” “Seeing 
the Elephant,” “The Boston Dip,” “The Duchess of Dublin,” “Thirty 
Minutes for Refreshments,” “We’re all Teetotalers,” “A Close Shave,” 
“A Public Benefactor,” “A Sea of Troubles,” “A Tender Attachment,” 
“Coals of Fire,” “Freedom of the Press,” “Shall Our Mothers Vote?” 
“Gentleman of the Jury,” “Humors of the Strike,” “My Uncle the 
Captain,” “New Brooms Sweep Clean,” “The Great Elixir,” “The Hy¬ 
pochondriac,” “The Man with the Demijohn,” “The Runaways,” “The 
Thief of Time,” “ Wanted, a Male Cook,” “A Love of a Bonnet,” “A 
Precious Pickle,” “No Cure No Pay,” “The Champion of Her Sex,” 
“The Greatest Plague in Life.” “ The Grecian Bend,” “ The Red Chignon,” 
“Using the Weed,” “Lightheart’s Pilgrimage,” “The Revolt of the 
Bees,” “The Sculptor’s Triumph,” “The Tournament of Idylcourt,” 
“The War of the Roses,” “ An Original Idea,” “Bonbons,” “Capuletta,” 
“Santa Claus’Frolics,” “Snow-Bound,” “The Merry Christmas of the 
Old Woman who Lived in a Shoe,” “The Pedler of Very Nice,” “The 
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PARLOR THEATRICALS, EVENING EN¬ 
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GEORGE M. BAKER. 


CONTAINING 


Sylvia’s Soldier. 

Wanted, a Male Cook. 

A Sea of Troubles. 

We’re all Teto taller. 
Freedom of the Press. 

The Rival Poets. 

The Pedler 


Stand by the Flag. 

The Tempter. 

The Greatest Plague in Life. 
A Drop too Much. 

The Sculptor’s Triumph. 
Once on a Time. 

Very-Nice. 


Entered, according to Act of Congress, in the year 1866, by 
GEO. M. BAKER, 

in the Clerk’s Office of the District Court of the District of Massachusetts. 
Copyright, 1894, by Emily F. Baker (in renewal). 





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WANTED, A MALE COOK. 

A FA BCE. 


CHARACTERS. 

Mr. Heart well (an old bachelor) 
Joshua Slocum (from Greenville, 
Tbddy Ryan (a native of Ireland) 
1 ‘hanoois (a French cook). 


COSTUMES. 

Hr. Heartwell . — Old man’s suit, dressing-gown; gray wig, 

Joshua Slocum. — “Yankee suit;” plaid pants, very short, with strap*; 
thick boots; short yellow or bright-colored vest; tall dicky,and flashy 
neck-handkerchief; long coat and yellow wig. 

Teddy Ryan. — Corduroy breeches; blue stockings; low-cut shoes or heavy 
brogans; bob-tailed coat ; blue-checked shirt, open at the neck; crop- 
wig, red or black; stick and bundle. 

Francois .— Elegant modern suit; large moustache; kids, ind eye-glass. 


Scene. — Room in Mr. Heartwell’s House. Entrance 
r. and l. Table and chairs. 

Enter Mr. Heartwell, l. 

Phew ! this is a cold morning to be without a servant. 
Since my Irish servant took it into her head to leave me 
because I objected to her having the parlor for her com¬ 
pany every night in the week, I am determined to have 
no more of the female sex in the house : consequently 1 
hare inserted an advertisement in the papers for a mala 


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cook ; and a male cook, I suppose, I shall see this morn* 
ing. ( Racket outside .) 

Josh, {outside.) Consarn your blasted old stairs ! I’ve 
aearly broke my neck. 

(Enter Josh., l., rubbing his shins.) 

Mr. H. What do you mean by coming into a man’s 
house in this manner? 

Josh. Wall, you see, old horse, I couldn't find any 
knocker; so I jest opened the door and walked in. 

Mr. H. Why didn’t you ring the bell ? 

Josh. Neow you don’t, I don’t ring no bells I reckon. 
I ain’t called the shrewdest young man in Greenville — 
that's where I cum from — for nothin’ I reckon. Yeou 
don’t ketch me ringing bells. I was cumin’ along the 
road this morniu’, and I see on a door, “ Please ring the 
bell.” Well, as I am considered in Greenville — that's 
where I cum from — about the perlitest feller in town, I 
steps up and rings the bell. Perty soon a big black 
nigger stuck his head out, and wanted to know what I 
was arter. “ Oh,” says I, “ nothin’, I’m bleeged to ye.” 

What did yer ring the bell for, then?” sez he. u Cos 
yer sign here axed me to,” says I. “ Go away,” sez he. 
“ Shan’t,” sez I. With that out he comes and gives me 
the alfiredest kick, that made me see more stars than 
there are in all the Palmety flags in South Calyna. So 
I guess I shan’t trouble any more bells. 

Mr. H. Well, sir, what do you want with me? 

Josh. Wall, you see, squire, I cum here from Green* 
ville, — that’s where I belong, — Greenville, Me.: some 
folks do say its deown East; but dear suz, we don’t kal- 
fate we begin to be deown East. Well, as I said afore^ 


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spose you don’t mind my eating a little sumthin’ (pulh 
out a doughnut , breaks one , and offers half of it to Mr 
H.) Won’t yer have a piece, squire? 

Mr. H. No, sir, obliged to you : I’m afraid you’ll rob 
yourself. 

Josh. Lord, no ; I got a heap more in this here bun¬ 
dle. These are of marm’s: she belongs in Greenville 
tew. As I said afore, dad, says he to me, — he belongs 
in Greenville tew — says he to me, “Joshua,” he allers 
called me by my hull first name, though the fellers and 
gals there in Greenville,— that’s where I cum from ,— 
used to call me Josh, for short. Says dad to me, 
“ Joshua, work is getting slack with me jest about this 
time; so I reckon yer had better do up yer Sunday-go- 
to-meetin’ close in a bundle, and start off to Bosting 
to seek yer fortiu.” So daddy gin me a dollar; marm 
fried me sum doughnets ; and sister Jereusher — she be¬ 
longs in Greenville tew — ironed me a clean dicky; and 
here 1 am in Bosting. 

Mr. H. Well, well, what’s all this to me? 

Josh. Hold on, squire. Hould yer hosses, and I’ll 
tell yer. I was readin’ the newspaper, and I cum across 
your card in want of a male cook; so I thought I’d 
jest step up, and see what kind of a looking cutter yer 
be, and what yer will give the tallest wood-chopper, 
the spryest cattle-driver, and the greatest feller amunt 
the girls, in all Greenville, Me., — that’s where I cum 
from. 

Mr. H. Can you cook? 

Josh. Look here, squire ; cum to talk about cooking, 
»f you hire me, I reckon yer git about the smartest fellef 



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to cook clam-chowder, bake pan-dowdies or fry dough 
nets, there is this side of Greenville, Me., — that’s where 
I cum from ; and as for soup, oxtail or cowtail, I reckon 
I can whip old Salley Doolittle all holler, and she ia 
reckoned about the smatest cook in our teown. 

Mr. H. Well, Joshua, as you seem to be an honest 
sort of chap, I don’t mind trying you at $1.50 a week, 
and board, till I find out how much you are worth. 
Will that do? 

Josh. One dollar and a half and board ! Wall, I swow, 
dad did say I should make an etarnal fortin here in this 
Bosting; but I reckon he didn’t expect such a pile as 
that. Yes, squire, I’ll let yer boss me at that rate. 

Mr. H. Well, then, just go down into the kitchen and 
build a fire ; and I will come down, and tell you where 
to find the things for breakfast. 

Josh . Yes, squire, I’ll fix it in a minit. One dollar 
and a half and board! What would our Jerusher say? 
(Exit r., leaving his bundle on the table.) 

Mr. H. Well, I have got a male cook at last: rather a 
green one, to be sure ; but then he’s so honest. He won’t 
steal my eggs, nor present rather large samples of my 
sugars to his cousins. I think he’ll prove a treasure. 
(Barking of dogs outside.) 

Teddy (outside). Out of that, yer spalpeens! Mur¬ 
der! murder! (Comes tumbling in , and rclls on the 
floor , l.) 

Mr. H. Hallo ! who have we here ? 

Teddy. The top of the morning to yez. Where*! 
yer father? 

Mr. H. My father? 

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Teddy. Yes, Mr. Cartwheel. 

Mr. H. I am Mr. Hartwell. 

Teddy. The divil, yer say: faith, I thought ’twas yei 
grandmother, in a caleker nightgown. 

Mr. H. What do you want? 

Teddy. If yer plaze, sir, I’m the cook. 

Mr. H. Oh, another applicant. You are too late, —■ 
Fm supplied. 

Teddy. An shure ain’t it in the papers, I’d like to 
know ? Do yer think I come all the way from Ireland 
to be trifled with in this way. 

Mr. H. But, I tell you, I am supplied. 

Teddy . Got a supply, have yer ? Then the more need 
of some one to cook it up for yer. 

Mr. H. But I tell you I have just hired a cook. 

Teddy. Then what did you stick that bit of a notice 
for a cook in the paper for ? Bad luck to you ! 

Mr. H. When I put that in, I was in want of a cook. 
A young man applied, and I hired him. 

Teddy. Then you don’t want me, yer honor? Bad 
luck to you, Teddy Ryan ! You’re always soon enough to 
be too late. I suppose I must have been born the next day 
afther I first saw the light. Here its meself that has just 
left swate Ireland, and the little thatched cottage, which 
only leaked when it rained, — where the pig and meself got 
along so happily together rolling in the mud, and fighting 
like two loving brothers, — to come to this Ameriky, 
what they call the land of liberty. Its a grate land of 
liberty, by my soul! When I first set my fut on the solid 
ground,— the dhry laud of Boston (which by the way wa 
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'ambled overboard when I was to come ashore), —a 
yreat ugly cur, not knowing the looks of a gintleman like 
meself, came at me. I stooped down in the strate to 
pick up a stone, and, bedad ! they were all fastened down. 
Oh, it's a grate land of liberty, by my soul! where the 
logs are all let loose, and the stones all tied down. So 
yer don’t want a cook, yer honor? 

Mr. H. No, Teddy, no cook. 

Teddy. Don’t yer want a chamber-maid. Yer see, in 
ould Ireland, the pig and I had one bed together; and as 
it was mighty inconvanient for the pig, I done the 
chamberwork. 

Mr. H. No young man, no chamber-maid. 

Teddy. Then good day, yer honor. Yer say yer have 
a cook ? 

Mr. H. Yes. Yes, and here he comes. 

Teddy. Is that the cook? Faith, he’s forgot to comb 
his head. ( Enter Josh , l.) 

Mr. H. Well, Joshua, fire built? 

Josh. Yes, squire, arter a heap of trouble. Yer see I 
went down where yer said the wood was, and I couldn’t 
find nothing but a lot of boards; and these were all 
kivered up with a pile of stones black as yer hat. So I 
jest stepped out to the back gate, and I seed a feller 
going by with a wheelbarrow ; so I jest sung out to him, 
“ Say, what’ll yer cart off a lot of stones for?” Well, 
he looked at the stones, and then at me; and then he 
laughed, and sed, “ Seein’ its you, I’ll cart ’em off for 
nothing : and I’ll be blamed if the blasted fcol didn’t load 
’em up, and cart me off for nothing ! Why, its worth a 
dollar, if its worth a cent. 


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Mr. H. Carted it off, you fool! You’ve given awaj 
all my coal. 

Josh. Coal! what do yer do with coal? 

Mr. IT. Burn it, to be sure. 

Josh. Burn them stones ! Wall, perhaps yer do ; but 
down in Greenville we burn slabs and birch. 

Mr. H. {aside) This greenhorn will never do for me. 
{aloud) Now just take your hat and go to Mr. Pren* 
lice, in Sea Street, and tell him to send me a ton of coal 
at once, {aside) When you get back, I’ll settle with 
you. 

Josh. Yes, squire, {aside) I wonder where Sea Street 
is. It won’t do to let the squire know I don’t know 
where it is ; for he is dreadful riled now. I say, Pat, 
where is Sea Street. 

Teddy. How did yer know my name was Pat. 

Josh. Guessed it, to be sure. 

Teddy. Then, since yer so good at guessing, just 
guess the way to Say Street. 

Josh. Oh, you git eout! Wall, as I can’t find out, I 
must hunt it up : so here goes. {Exit, l.) 

Mr. H. Well, young man, I suppose I shall have to 
try you. 

Teddy. By my soul, sir! I don’t think you cud da 
better. 

Mr. H. Can you cook? 

Teddy. Can I cook, is it? Faith ! give me somethinf 
to cook, and if I don’t do it handsome, my name is no i 
Teddy Ryan. 

Mr. H. Well, then, Teddy Ryan, I’ll give you $1.50 • 
week, and your board. 


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Teddy One dollar and fifty cents ! Teddy Ryan, you’ve 
&een knotted about to fall on your fate at last. Faith \ 
I shall be going to Ireland, in a few weeks, a millionare. 

Mr. H. Well, go down into the kitchen, and boil the 
tea-kettle the first thing. 

Teddy (aside). I wonder what he means by biliug 
the tea-kettle. I’ll bile something, anyhow. (Exit, r.) 

Mr. H. Well, I’ll give No. 2 a trial at any rate, though 
Fve not much faith in him. I begin to think a male 
cook will not quite suit me. (Knocking.) Ah, another 
application: lets see who this is. (Exit, l.) 

Francois (outside). Have I ze pleasure to speak with 
Monsieur Heartwell? 

Mr. H. (outside). Yes, sir: will you walk in? 

Francois (outside). I tank you very much. You do 
me one great honor. (Enter Mr. H. and Francois, l.) 

Mr. H. (aside). I wonder who this can be ? He is too 
fine for a cook. (To Francois) To what do I owe the 
honor of this visit ? 

Frcmcois. Ah, monsieur, you do me what you call too 
much proud. ’Tis I who has ze honor. I come, sir, to 
make application for ze situation of ze cook. Yu have 
note in ze paper. I am one grand cook from la Belle 
France. France ze country of my home. France ze 
proud of my heart. France where I have leave ze little 
wife, and ze five child who call me by ze name of 
papa. I have come to this country to cook ze fine dishefl 
for ze fine people who will pay me ze fine money. Shall 
I serve you, monsieur? 

Mr. H. I have just engaged a cook. 

Francois. Ah, sacre I Zat is what yu call ze very 


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much too bad : zat is worser zan no better. I hare leave 
my own country to come to zis great republic for ze era- 
ploymoug. I go to ze large establishmong, and I say. 
“Sir, I wish to employ you.” He say, “Ver well: can 
you cook?”—“Oui, monsieur.” — “Vcr well: can you 
roast ze chicken ?”—“ Oui, monsieur.”—“ Ver well: can 
you boil ze mutton?”—“Oui, monsieur.” — “Verwell.” 
% gar! he say vcr well all ze time all too much. 
“Can you vistle ze dixie?” Sacre! I be very aston¬ 
ish. I have cook ze mutton and ze chicken; but, by 
gar ! I nevar before hear of ze dish wat yu call ze dixie ; 
nevar. “ Oh,” he say, “ you no comprehend. I mean ze 
song, ze tune wat yu blow wiz your mouth.” O Sacre l 
I see all over in one minut zat he poke wat yu call ze fun 
at me. I be very much indi gnant: by gar! ze indigna¬ 
tion stick out of my face all over; and I say, u Sacre ! 
you be one grand humze/;ngr. I vill cook for you ze 
chicken or ze mutton ; but, sacre ! I vill nevar blow 
for you ze dixie wiz my mouth ; nevar.” I shake ze 
dirt of his infernal house from ze roof of my feet, and 
I come to you. And when I set ze eye of ray head on 
you, I say here is one grand gentleliomme: ze intelligent 
stick right out of him, all over right from ze end of hiz 
nose; and I should cook for him in ze highest ^tyle of 
ze art, such as I have learn in la Belle France. 

Mr. H. I am sorry, but I have just engaged a cook. 
Where can that fellow be? ( calling ) Teddy. 

Teddy {without). Coming: yer needn’t make «»*ch a 
hullabuloo. {Enter Teddy , R.) 

Mr. H. Where’s the hot water I ordered? 

Teddy. Hot wather ? 


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Mr. H. Didn’t I tell vou to boil the tea-kettle ? 

* 

Teddy . An shure didn’t I do that same? I took the 
big feller wid a nose, the ta-kettle ; and as I couldn’t find 
another pot big enough to hould him, I put him in the 
biler; but by my soul, if it was to bile till next Mich¬ 
aelmas, I don’t believe yer can make it the least bit 
tenderer. 

Mr. H. What, boil an iron kettle! I thought you 
could cook. 

Teddy . Faith ! an so I can if yer want some fine baked 
pirates. I’m the boy that can do them for yer quick as a 
cat can jump. 

Francois. O sacre ! he is one stupid foreigner. 

Mr. H. This fellow will never do for me. Look you, 
Teddy, you don’t just suit me: so here’s a dollar, and I 
shan’t want you any longer. Now, Mr. Frenchman, you 
can trv what you can do. You will find all you w r ant 
in the kitchen. Let me have something for breakfast 
in five minutes. 

Francois. Ah! thanks, monsieur; I fly to do your 
bidining: I zal give you ze breakfast fit for ze king 
of the United States, such as I have learn in la Bella 
France. (Exit, l.) 

Mr. H. Well, if this fellow does not suit, I shall have 
to get a female cook again. I begin to feel hungry ; but, 
thanks to Frenchy, I shall soon have some breakfast, 
(Exit, L.) 

Teddy (solus). Arrah ! Teddy, my boy, nature never 
intended yer for a cook ; and if nature is ever going to do 
anyting for yer, here is the time (perceiving the Inn* 
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ing). Faith, here's an illegant lunch, anyhow. Ariah! 
here is the greeney that gave away old Hartwell’s coal. 
Bad luck to him ! ( Enter Joshua , l.) 

Josh. Wall, I reckon I found the right place that 
time. I found the man that keeps the rocks. (Seeing 
Teddy) Hallo, Pat, ain’t yer gone yet? 

Teddy. Divil a step. I’m waiting for a situation. 

Josh. Hollo ! I hope you ain’t trying to get mine. 

Teddy. Faith ! I’ve had it; and retired, as the man 
in the paper says, to recruit my shattered energies. 
(Enter Mr. H ’., R.) 

Josh. Wall, see here; ye jest retire from them are 
doughnuts. (Seizing them.) 

Mr. H. (rubbing his hands). Ah, there’s a cook worth 
having. Such a breakfast I have not ate for a fortnight. 
What a treasure I have got! By the way, I wondei 
where he got that meat he so nicely fricasseed. I was not 
aware there was a bit in the house. Hallo, Francois J 
(Enter Francois , r.) 

Francois. Did monsieur call? 

Mr. H. Where did you find the meat you sent up 
bo nicely cooked. I was not aware there was a bit in 
_ the house. 

Francois. Sacre / did I not give you ze fine breakfast? 

Mr. H. But the meat; where did you get the meat ? 

Francois (confused , and speaking very hurriedly ). Va» 
it not an elegant breakfast? 

Mr. H. Yes ; but the meat? 

Francois. Ze coffee — 

Mr. H. Tell me quick. Where did you get the 
meat? 

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Francois. Ah! monsieur, I shall tell you. You say 
you must have ze meat: so I go down stairs ; I look in ze 
closet, no meat; in ze pantry, no meat. I look under ze 
chairs, under ze table, no meat. Sacre ! I must have ze 
meat. Ah ! what do I see ? Ze little gray pussy what you 
call me-o-w, me-o-w. I seize him, I chop off his head, 
and I have ze meat; and I give you ze breakfast what you 
call splendid. 

Mr. H. Oh, horror! cooked my cat ? 

Josh . Wall, I swow! if that don’t turn kis stomach. 

Teddy . He’s a heathen cannibal. 

Mr. H. Get out of my house, all of you 1 Male cooks ! 
Male fiddlesticks ! I’ll have no more of the- h. I’ll have a 
female cook to-morrow, if she has to have che house full 
every night in the week. As for you, come (nto my office, 
and I’ll settle with you, provided you say nothing about 
my advertising in search of a male cook. 

Josh. Wall, I won’t say any thing; only keep mum 
about the coals. 

Teddy. Nor tell how I boiled the tea-kettle. 

Francois. Nor how I cook ze pussy, what you call 
me-o-w, me-o-w. 

SITUATIONS AT END. 

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Eight males, three females. Costumes, modern; scenery, an easy in¬ 
terior. Plays a full evening. Professional rights reserved. Prentice, out 
of favor with a rich uncle who supports him because he declines to marry 
a girl the uncle has picked out, encounters her by accident and has to 
masquerade as “ Mr. Kelley.” The encounter is complicated by the pres¬ 
ence of Ted Strong, of the St. Louis “ Nationals ” and the Rev. Ernest 
Frey, both of whom get mixed up with “ Kelley” and with one another. 
It finally appears that his uncle’s choice and the girl for whom Prentice 
has thrown her over are one and the same and all ends well. An ex¬ 
ceptionally bright and laughable farce; characters first class; situations 
side-splitting, dialogue very funny. A sure hit and can be recommended 
for schools. 

Price, 25 cents 

CHARACTERS 

Clarence Prentice, more or less a gentleman of leisure. 

Henry Tetlow, his uncle, an impressario. 

Rufe King, his brother-in-law. 

The Rev. Ernest Frey, rector of St. Benedict's, Heathfield Parish , 
Ted Strong, late of the Si. Louis “Nationals 
Ignatz Demarest Rogers, a syncopated genius. 

Barton, butler at the Tetlows'. 

Jim, a policeman. 

Madelaine Sanderson, Tetlow's ward. 

Mary King, his niece. 

Leslie Hill, late of the il Folies Bergeres." 

Students of Kaeton College. 

Scene.— Tetlow’s home, Raeton. 

Time.—T he opening night of college. 


THE VILLAGE POSTMISTRESS 

A Rural Comedy Drama in Three Acts 
By Bertha Currier Porter 

Six males, six females. Costumes, modern; scenery, two interiors. 
Plays two hours. Alice, a nameless girl who lives with the Websters, is 
loved by the idolized son of the family. The mother, learning of this, 
turns her out of the house into the storm in his absence. The search that 
follows her departure discovers her to be the daughter of an early lover 
of the woman who sent her away. She is finally found and all ends 
happily. A simple but powerful story told by a cast of strong and well- 
drawn characters. Plenty of humor; clean and bright. Strongly recom¬ 
mended. 

Price , is cents 


JL Pinero's Flays 

Price, 50 dents €acb 


MID-PHANNFI ay in Four Acts. Six males, five females. 

vunmUiLi Costumes, modern; scenery, three interiors. 
Plays two and a half hours. 

THE NOTORIOUS MRS. EBBSMITH 2^ ma 

males, five females. Costumes, modern; scenery, all interiors. 
Plays a full evening. 

THF PROF! IPATF Pla y in Four Acts, ^even males, five 
, 1 Lilun 1 Lj females. Scenery, three interiors, rather 

elaborate ; costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 

THF SPHOOI Mf^TRF^ Farce in Three Acts. Ninemales, 

inL utnUULmiJlALOJ seven females. Costumes, mod¬ 
ern; scenery, three interiors. Plays a full evening. 

THE SECOND MRS. TANQUERAY 

females. Costumes, modern; scenery, three interiors. Plays a 
full evening. 

^WFFT f AVFNHFR Comedy in Three Acts. Seven males, 
U Vt Ln I. I four females. Scene, a single interior, 

costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 

THE THUNDERBOLT ? en ma,e8 ' 


ors; costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 


Scenery, three intei'i- 


THF TIMF^ Comedy in Four Acts. Six males, seven females. 
AllLi S. h'lhJ Scene.a single interior; costumes,modern. Plays 
a full evening. 

THF WFAKTR CITY Comedy in Three Acts. Eight males, 
AAlLi tt LrtiVLilv OLA eight females. Costumes, modern; 

scenery, two interiors. Plays a full evening. 

A WIFE WITHOUT A SMILE 

Five males, four females. 

Costumes, modern; scene, a single interior. Plays a full evening. 


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THE AWAKENING 


Play in Four Acts. By C. H. Chambers. 
Four males, six females. Scenery, not diffi¬ 
cult, chiefly interiors; costumes, modern. Plays a full evening. 
Price, 50 Cents. 

THE FRUITS OF ENLIGHTENMENT 

one males, eleven females. Scenery, characteristic interiors; cos¬ 
tumes, modern. Plays a full evening. Recommended for reading 
clubs. Price, 25 Cents. 

Farce in Three Acts. By 
It. Marshall. Ten 
males, three females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, one interior. 
Acting rights reserved. Time, a full evening. Price, 50 Cents. 

Comedy in Four Acts. By Oscar Wilde. 
Nine males, six females. Costumes, mod¬ 
ern ; scenery, three interiors. Plays a full evening. Acting rights 
reserved. Sold for reading. Price, 50 Cents. 

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Wilde. Five males, four females. Costumes, modern ; scenes, two 
interiors and an exterior. Plays a full evening. Acting rights re¬ 
served. Price, 50 Cents. 

Comedy in Four Acts. By Oscar 
Wilde. Seven males, nine fe¬ 
males. Costumes, modern; scenery, three interiors. Plays a full 
evening. Acting rights reserved. Price, 50 Cents. 

NATHAN HAT F Play in Four Acts. By Clyde Fitch. Fifteen 
ITAlllAlT f! rVL,C males, four females. Costumes of the eighteenth 


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century in America, 
ing rights reserved. 


Scenery, four interiors and two exteriors. Act- 
Plays a full evening. Price, 50 Cents. 


Comedy in Three Acts. ByM. B. Horxe. 
Six males, four females. Scenery, two 
interiors; costumes, modern. Professional stage rights reserved. 
Plays a full evening. Price, 50 Cents. 

Comedy in Four Acts. By C. H. 
Chambers. Four males, three fe¬ 
males. Scenery, an ulterior and an exterior; costumes, modern. 
Acting rights reserved. Plays a full evening. Price, 50 Cents. 

Comedy in Four Acts. By 
OscarWilde. Eight males, 
seven females. Costumes, modern ; scenery, three interiors and an 
exterior. Plays a full evening. Stage rights reserved. Offered for 
reading only. “ Price, 50 Cents. 


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A WOMAN OF NO IMPORTANCE 


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